What Is Now My World ~ Four

What Is Now My World ~ Four

A Chapter by Aspiring Angel

 

What is Now My World~ Part Four

 

 




A refill 'My Lady'?

... I found myself looking up
To meet the gaze
of the most crystal blue eyes
I had ever seen.

They took me by surprise
And I became captured within
Their hypnotic spell

Are you alright 'My Lady'? ...
 

 



The passing of time
Has revealed
A certainty of trust

Lost within the gentleness
Of Anthony's smile and the
Crystal blue of his eyes
I remain today to fall
 
Those magnificent eyes
That dance when his
Smile is flashed my way
 
His eyes...
That seem to read my soul
Without a single word
Being spoken between us


Many stolen moments
Now have been spent together
Within this small cafe
Of second chances

There is an urgency to return
When I am forced to again step
Back into my reality
 
It does not matter
That we have only imagined
The exchange of
Vanilla creamed coffee
Nibbled from eager lips

This... is the reality
I now seek as my own


There is a tenderness
That radiates from him...
 
I feel it each time
The touch of his hands
brushes my hair away
From haunted eyes
Revealing the marks of
What is now my world
Away from this sanctuary


The sound of his laughter
The softness of his voice as he
Speaks to me of the  
What could be's
Has given me the courage
That I have needed for
Far too long


Merciless games of self fulfillment
upon unwilling player has always
Been my reality of love

Is there something else?
Is there truly something else?


True horror
Remains the picture
As I continue to be
Raped and beaten
At the hands of my husband
For unjustifiable crimes
Known only to himself

My heart pounding as
Shaking hands turns the key
To enter prison walls
 
Will it be today that
I will arrive again to Hell
Just after the Master
Has returned as well?

If so a surprise awaits him

Stepping into insanity...
To think I can leave
Cruelty blessed behind me

Perhaps



I have lived insanity
All of my lifetime

Could it really be possible
For myself and my children
To find an ounce of compassion
And love in this world we
Are now entrapped within



Small and cold within
The pocket of my sweater
Leaves complete terror
To find strength

Today what must be done
Is awaiting my presence

And my death ...
... My death may be
Awaiting my soul




What Is Now My World

The Confrontation





Where the Hell you been?



Where are my kids?

Perhaps a new lock should
Be placed on this door
That only I can open!

Huh . . . Huh!!!!!!!!!


A stinking note from you
Telling me to get out
Before you get home!

Have you lost your mind?!!!!

Lady, if you have a death wish
You had best be making it now!


The chair between us
found its usual place
to the wall

I tried to run ...
He was faster


He had his hands
Around my throat
And I felt myself
Loosing consciousness

I broke his hold
Only to be grabbed
Once more

Here it comes
The Fling!

After all these years
Why is it
That I can't seem to keep from
Eating these walls


That B*****d!

I whirled to face him
And as I did
He found himself facing
The barrel of my pistol.

How's it feel Robert?
To not know what your
next moment will bring?


The kids are with my Mom

They will be staying with her
For awhile while I
Put my life
Back together again

And you?....

You can rot in Hell
As far as I am concerned!

This is Over
Do you hear me!

Over!!!!!


Oh ... Noooo!

I wouldn't take a step closer
Because I will drop you
Where you stand ...

I swear I will!


Now you get your stuff
and you get the hell
Out of my life!


Oh
And Robert ...

Don't stalk me!
Don't come back here!

Don't even think about trying
To snatch the kids because
I swear to you if you try
I will hunt you down
Shoot you and swear
That I found you dead


If I am caught
Then so be it!

To be rid of you forever
Is a fair trade
For any jail time
I would draw

After all ...

I have spent my time
In Purgatory and after
living with you I should
Be almost square with God
For sins that found no reason
 
Perhaps jail time for killing
you might afford me a true 'why'

So you see Robert
I have nothing to loose
By putting an end
To your miserable life!

The way I see it
I would be doing this world
A huge favor ridding it
Of yet another one of
Saten's angels


You don't believe
I will pull this trigger?

Try me!!!!!

Just try me!!!!!!!!!!


To Be Continued ... 
 





Aspiring Angel

 

 

 

 

 


 

 



© 2008 Aspiring Angel


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Hmmm. I suspect there is at least some truth to this story, and perhaps it's all true. At any rate, it's a sad tale. I can't understand wife beaters. What kind of sick satisfaction could come from slapping and knocking someone who's much smaller and weaker than you around? And what kind of solution to anything is violence? Thank you for sharing that with me, Lesa.

Posted 16 Years Ago


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"The cafe of second chances" What a brilliant line. I have to tell you, the woman and child abuse are my red buttons. It is the lowest form of behavior.
I was so happy to see her say " That's all!!" Rain..

Posted 16 Years Ago


Lesa, this plays out with theatrical effect in form and presentation, wow, stunning
and excels on the page at leading the reader to another place and time, felt like
I was watching a movie, and the way you played it through opens the story line
in many avenues, a saga unfolding and has lasting effect, beautifully written.

Posted 16 Years Ago


Lesa, I am speechless upon how well you are writing this and the flow. I was wanting to leave a review on each one but I had to keep reading and now here I am leaving a review. (You have captured me in the world of prose that unfolds heavily and strong being a powerful write. I can't wait to read more of what you have coming.

Arthur Henn



Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Hmmm. I suspect there is at least some truth to this story, and perhaps it's all true. At any rate, it's a sad tale. I can't understand wife beaters. What kind of sick satisfaction could come from slapping and knocking someone who's much smaller and weaker than you around? And what kind of solution to anything is violence? Thank you for sharing that with me, Lesa.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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